Who moved my novel?

"Hello." The clerk in the store greeted him habitually and looked up at the person in front of him.

But it would have been better if he didn't look up. This time he looked up and really scared her.

"Sir..." The clerk was a little nervous, so that his voice was a little hoarse: "Excuse me, what do you need?"

"Oh, give me a box of coffee." Dong Peng said and took out his wallet from his pocket.

However, this action scared the clerk so much that he almost squatted down with his head in his hands.

"Uh." Dong Peng saw what the clerk was doing and was stunned for a moment. Then he noticed his reflection in the glass door and reacted. He quickly explained to the clerk: "Little girl, don't be nervous, I..."

"Give it to you, give it to you!" It would have been fine if Dong Peng didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, the clerk was so scared that he closed his eyes: "I didn't see anything. The things are on the shelves and the money is in the cash register!"

"Ahem!" Dong Peng cleared his throat and spoke again: "Don't be nervous. I just stayed up late a lot recently. I don't have any bad intentions."

"Oh, oh." After a long time, the clerk saw that Dong Peng didn't speak and then carefully opened his eyes and asked half-doubtfully: "Are you here to buy something?"

"Yeah." Dong Peng nodded: "Give me a box of coffee."

"This... is it okay?" The clerk turned around and took a box of Eagle Sparrow instant coffee from the shelf and handed it to Dong Peng carefully.

"Okay." Dong Peng nodded and took the coffee: "How much is it? I'll check it out for you."

"Ah, five, fifty-six, or forget it." The clerk still seemed to not fully trust Dong Peng.

"Don't think too much." Dong Peng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I'm a programmer, and I've been working too hard recently."

After that, Dong Peng took out a photo from his mobile phone and handed it to the clerk: "Look, this is the award I won when I participated in the hacker competition, but that was a long time ago."

"Wow! So awesome!" The clerk really believed Dong Peng when he saw the certificate... a little, and looked at Dong Peng with some admiration: "I've always wanted to learn these, but I've never had the chance. I heard that you guys are very profitable in this, is it true?"

"That was more than ten years ago." Dong Peng shook his head: "It's still very competitive now, but I can make more than others, of course, you've seen the price, you've all been treated as bad guys, right?"

"This..." The clerk scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, sir, I... didn't mean that."

But after Dong Peng said that, she really wasn't nervous anymore. After all, few robbers would joke with each other, right?

"It's okay, it's okay." Dong Peng shook his head: "Don't mind, I'm just joking. I feel something is wrong with me now, but... there's really nothing I can do. I have a very critical job recently and I have to race against time!"

"I understand, I understand." The clerk nodded: "You must be a very good engineer, otherwise you wouldn't be involved in such a critical job."

"Not really." Dong Peng shrugged without further explanation.

"But you still have to pay attention to safety." The clerk smiled at Dong Peng: "Even if you really don't have time to rest, at least pay attention to your diet, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."

"Oh, okay." Dong Peng raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Thank you, it's a pleasure to chat with you, but I'm sorry, I..."

"I understand!" The clerk nodded quickly: "You are so busy, I won't waste your time!"

"Thank you." Dong Peng nodded, paid the bill and slowly walked out of the store.

Maybe there is a moment when a stranger's careless behavior will suddenly make you feel a feeling called "alive"

…

"Xue Mo, are you available?" Zhao Feng's phone unexpectedly rang while Xue Mo was typing.

"Yes." Xue Mo responded excitedly: "What's wrong, Zhao Feng? Is there anything?"

"Well, there are some things I need to confirm with you." Zhao Feng's voice was a little hurried.

"You say." Xue Mo nodded: "As long as I know, I will tell you everything."

"Okay, then I ask you, do you have an outline for this novel?"

"Outline?" Xue Mo was a little confused: "Why do you ask this?"

"Don't worry about it, you just need to know that this question is very critical, related to your reputation, and even life and death, I need a true answer, and you must not lie!"

"Yes." Xue Mo nodded, then hesitated for a moment, and continued: "But it's not a detailed outline, just a brief outline."

"Sure enough!" Zhao Feng was a little excited: "Then let me ask you again, has anyone else read your outline besides you?"

"Others?" Xue Mo smiled slightly Frowning: "It should be gone, unless a particularly powerful hacker hacked my computer."

"Forget it, I'll ask directly, have you sent it to your editor!" Zhao Feng said hurriedly: "I met Chengfeng, but he said that you didn't send him the outline at all, is it true?"

"Yes..." Xue Mo said helplessly: "Zhao Feng, you haven't written a book for too long, have you forgotten? The outline was not required when signing the contract before."

"Ah?" Zhao Feng was stunned, and after a few seconds he said: "It seems so."

"Yes." Xue Mo nodded, staring at the computer screen, and continued: "Speaking of which, did you go to see Chengfeng?"

"Well, we suspect he is the murderer, but since you said you never published the outline, it shouldn't be him." Knowing that the person next to him was not the murderer, Zhao Feng did not hide it anymore.

"That's great." Xue Mo nodded slowly: "Then please convey my greetings, just say... former author Xue Mo, say hello to him."